I have delusions, and you want me to participate in a ghost story?

The strong electric current rushed straight to Zhou Xiaochuan's crown, causing him to faint.

"Hey, A-87, A-87, are you feeling better? Wake up! Wake up!"

A basin of cold water was poured directly on Zhou Xiaochuan.

But it was strange that Zhou Xiaochuan didn't feel cold at all. After the cold water was poured on Zhou Xiaochuan's clothes, it was quickly absorbed by the clothes and skin.

Although the equipment in Ward 444 looks similar to that of human civilization, its technological level is far different from that of human civilization.

After all, it is a singer civilization that can fight against the world of ghost stories!
The voice Zhou Xiaochuan heard was that of Dr. Qiu Xia.

Doctor Qiu Xia's tone was calm and indifferent. Although it sounded like there was some intonation, it gave people an extremely cold feeling.

It was as if the words Dr. Qiu Xia said at this moment did not come from a human, but from a robot.

"A-87, A-87, if you hear me, please reply."

Seeing that Zhou Xiaochuan did not respond immediately, Qiu Xia continued to answer.

It didn't feel like he was talking to a person, it was like he was treating Zhou Xiaochuan as a machine.

"I can hear you, I can hear you, Mr. Qiu, do you still remember bus No. 44?"

Zhou Xiaochuan asked.

This is a test!

Try to test the copy in front of you and find out whether the timeline is before bus No. 44 or after bus No. 44.

After all, according to the timeline on Bus No. 44, Qiu Xia should have escaped from Bus No. 44 with her grandmother.

But now he appears in Ward 444 again, and he is a new doctor, which is very intriguing.

"What are you talking about, Patient A-87?"

Qiu Xia's tone suddenly became stern, and then she was stunned and thought of something.

"Oh, oh, oh! My problem, my problem. A-87, it's my fault. I was in a hurry to wake you up and didn't have time to give you medicine. It's normal for you to talk nonsense."

After saying that, Qiu Xia held a small white pill in her hand, leaned over and walked in front of Zhou Xiaochuan.

"Ah~, open your mouth, A-87, you are a serious patient with paranoia and schizophrenia. You need to take medicine regularly. As long as you take the medicine regularly, your illness will be cured."

After saying that, Qiu Xia squatted next to Zhou Xiaochuan.

good chance!
Now that I am not taking any medicine, no matter what I say or do, Qiu Xia will think that I am talking nonsense!

Then you can use this opportunity to verify your guess!
[Article 11: You are not special, and you are not fighting alone.]

The rules state that he is not fighting alone, which means that there are people in this copy who he can win over!

And this newcomer, Qiu Xia, who has a weak will and also appeared in the previous copy, looks like someone who can be won over no matter how you look at him.

Zhou Xiaochuan did not rush to open his mouth to take Qiu Xia's medicine, but spoke at the fastest speed: "Doctor Qiu, does your grandmother also work in this hospital? Do you really agree with the philosophy of this hospital?

We are the Singer Civilization. Do glory and victory really belong to the Singer Civilization? Where is the glory? Where is the victory? I can't see it! I am obviously a chosen one, why am I being treated like a prisoner! "

Before Zhou Xiaochuan finished speaking, he knew that the decision he had made was wrong.

Qiu Xia's eyes were cold, his neck stretched out, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Senior Zhou Xiaochuan..."

Her tone was cold, but she immediately changed the subject.

"No, I should call you A-87, but you just evaded me. Your mental state is really not suitable for participating in ghost stories. You are still like this after the surgery. A-87, you are hopeless. You don't deserve to be a singer."

After saying that, Qiu Xia's neck was like a snake, directly wrapping around Zhou Xiaochuan. Zhou Xiaochuan watched the scene in front of him become blurry little by little, and the pain of suffocation came from his body little by little. He felt powerless all over his body, let alone break free.

Because when Qiu Xia's neck was wrapped around Zhou Xiaochuan's neck, the ring on Zhou Xiaochuan's neck released an electric current, making him unable to move at all.

I can only watch my vision blur bit by bit, waiting for my own death...

……

"Hey, A-87, A-87, are you feeling better? Wake up! Wake up!"

A basin of cold water was poured directly on Zhou Xiaochuan.

Time went back three minutes.

【Death is not the end! 】

This sentence that appeared in the rules was verified by Zhou Xiaochuan!
Being killed does not really mean you die, but you can load the saved game data like in a game!
However, there will inevitably be punishment for such a death.

But Zhou Xiaochuan still doesn’t know what the punishment is.

Also, it is clearly stated in the failure conditions that if one dies more than thirteen times, he will be wiped out!

I also said these words when I dreamed in Qingshan Mental Hospital.

[“If you can clear Ward 444 within three deaths, then please do everything you can to survive in the Singer Civilization. Do not try to leave the seventh ghost story copy, and do not try to contact the World Tree!”]

Although death is not the end of everything, the number of deaths must be controlled.

Zhou Xiaochuan calmed himself down.

At this time, Qiu Xia spoke again.

"A-87, A-87, if you hear me, please reply."

Based on the previous experience, Zhou Xiaochuan knew that Qiu Xia in front of him was probably dissatisfied with the current rules of Ward 444.

Before Qiu Xia became weird, she listened to everything he said, and at the last moment, she called herself Senior Zhou Xiaochuan instead of A-87.

But last time, I spoke too directly, which led to my own death.

This time, we need to proceed step by step and guide gradually, and not be too direct.

Anyway, there are seven days to find out Qiu Xia's background and why she hates the rules of Ward 444.

"Got it, Dr. Chiu. I feel fine now."

Zhou Xiaochuan spoke coldly.

The singer said civilized people don't need emotions, and Zhou Xiaochuan also tried to appear as cold and heartless as possible.

"Okay, A-87, it seems that you have recovered well from this surgery, but you have also forgotten a lot of memories. But it doesn't matter. After you finish taking this medicine, I will tell you some of the most basic things."

After saying that, Qiu Xia squatted down, holding a white pill in his hand, and handed it to Zhou Xiaochuan.

"Here, eat it. You are thirty years old now, you don't need me to feed you, right?"

In this copy, my age is thirty years old?

From a physical perspective, he is exactly the same as himself in the real world.

Zhou Xiaochuan took the pill and swallowed it.

He made a swallowing motion. (End of this chapter)